We Shun It Ere It Comes
1580
We shun it ere it comes,
Afraid of Joy,
Then sue it to delay
And lest it fly,
Beguile it more and more-
May not this be
Old Suitor Heaven,
Like our dismay at thee?
Emily Dickinson
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